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It’s Her Sleep, Not Mine

#NewMomThoughts By October 28, 2015 No Comments

Disclaimer: Sometimes I write very concisely and straight forward and at other times I take the scenic route. The following is the scenic route.
I gave birth to my daughter 145 days ago (almost 5 months) and it’s been quite the experience.
In the area of “sleep schedule” it’s been a journey. In the very beginning, I would wake up to feed her and change her diaper every 2-3 hours. It wasn’t too hard. I expected sleepless nights so I did it like a champ. Besides, she was sleeping in an bassinet next to our bed. I had a whole set up right there.



#NewMomThoughts By October 25, 2015 No Comments

My friend is a hip hop artist and he had a show tonight. He texted me weeks ago. It was a picture of the flyer and a note saying “find a sitter.” My response “challenge accepted.”

Tonight was the show! Hubby was home with the little one and I went out to the show. Come to find out, one of my husband’s friends planned to be at the show too so we met there and sat together.

My friend did about a dozen unreleased songs and few released ones. It was a damn good night. Did I mention that the show started at 12:30…ish? I feel like a damn rockstar!



#NewMomThoughts By October 17, 2015 No Comments

A recent revelation:

At a very young age, I determined that I didn’t like the sound or feeling of someone yelling. My best guess is that it stems from my mother. She was a single mom of two and the first one was a rebellious adventurous being. I, being the second of the two, just followed orders as not to get yelled at.

Even now I don’t like the sound of yelling. I don’t like seeing other people yell- even if it’s not at me. The vitriol that comes with yelling hurts me on a very deep level. Cringe-worthy every single time. 


Picking Slots

#NewMomThoughts By October 14, 2015 No Comments

At this time in my life (new mom and such), I find myself picking little time slots to do just about everything. Everything that’s not related to my little bundle of joy.
These slots happen in between naps and times when I have my husband or stepson to watch the baby. And there has been a time or two when I left the baby alone in the next room. Of course, safe from harm and secure in her position.

Today even!


Project Booty

#NewMomThoughts By October 14, 2015 No Comments

So I read this article a few weeks ago and I was blown away!  It was super informational and inspirational.

Howwwwwwever, one little thing stood out for me. Very early in the article, it says the following: “We literally dissolve parts of ourselves, starting with gluteal-femoral fat, aka our butts, and turn it into liquid to feed our babies.”




#NewMomThoughts By October 12, 2015 No Comments

As a new mother, I’ve gone through ebbs and flows of “normalcy” (whatever that is). At some point, I melted away and became a mother only (not wife, not stepmom, not daughter, friend, nor Janine). And at other times, I’ve fought hard to be Just Janine. I wanted a glimpse of myself. I was fighting to find the pre-baby Janine that I had known for 31 years. I thought that if I found her and embodied her, I may feel this “normal” thing again.

But the real dirty-dirty is that, she is anew. There is no spoon. There is no pre-baby Janine that will reappear when the dust settles. That pre-baby Janine was the predecessor to Mother Janine. She was great, she lived a full life made amazing friends etc. Mother Janine is not so far off from her, actually. There’s just a learning curve happening- a shift.